while the cat's away the mice will play. and record. and submit. one terrifying week in july, the spirit of fwonk himself disappeared into the aether, leaving the rabble to fend for themselves. this is what we created whilst he was gone; a selection of tracks that are reactive rather than contemplative, instinctive knee-jerks rather than fully realised ideas. fwonk without the frills or the varnish.
Kinda makes me think of one of those lucky dip game things ... you put your hand in the sawdust + you just know what you are going to pull out - could be something nice or perhaps something nasty! Overall this compo is ACE + does it exactly what is says on the tin ... it's not polished or crisp + a times the sonic's are awfull, but it captures a vibe of spontaneous creativity ... which I think is what the project was all about.